She lowered herself beside the grave.
Scooping up a handful of cold dirt from the pile beside it, she held it for a moment.
Then she released it.
The earth scattered softly over the shroud below.
Afterward, the four warriors stepped forward and filled the grave completely.
Once the last of the soil had been packed down, Aldric placed a single stone at the head of the burial site. It wasn’t a marker. It was only a simple rock, no larger than a man’s hand, identical to countless others scattered across the headland.
He explained that the southern circles did not mark their graves.
The land remembered.
The circle remembered.
Nothing more was needed.
By then, the sun was nearly gone.
The four warriors returned to the camp they had established near the edge of the courtyard. Senna cl
